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Omg! Merry Buckmas to you! Merry Buckmas to us!!! This is just amazing! Everything looks incredible I don't know where to begin! Thank you so much for doing this ☃️❄️🎁🎄
nonnie, I swear to fuck, I’m gonna reach through this screen and smother you in a hug. I really am. I hope you’re prepared to have a fiery red-headed ball of Aussie fury coming at you.
this was… this was the best thing I could have ever gotten in my inbox 😭
I worked so fucking hard for this. I really did, well above any other events this year, and to read this? I can’t express how much it means to me.
you are a treasure and imma hoard you. you’re one of my favourite chaos kittens, whoever you may be — thank you, thank you so fucking much 🥹
I am now off to catch some much needed sleep with the biggest smile on my face thanks to you. I just wanted you to know. 🥹
#rookthorne responds#Hall of Fame#sweet nonnie#you have my heart#I’d say soul but I don’t have one#I sacrificed it to the writing gods#imma shut up now before tired me says something fucking stupid 🤣#I LOVE YOU NONNIE
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我马上带你们回家,带你们回家……
SNOWFALL 冰雪谣 (2024) 1.13
#snowfall#冰雪谣#the shadow#如月#snowfalledit#userdramas#asiandramanet#cdramaedit#cdramasource#gao weiguang#ouyang nana#dong sicheng#vampires#gfx#tuserashinlae#useryd#lextag#userginpotts#roserayne#userkimchi#userjia#userinahochi#listen… this scene#GWG SIR YOUR ACTING#god it was still so difficult watching him 崩溃 and just be in utter despair#having to choose between his own freedom and the lives of the two people he cared for and who cared for him the most#i wonder what he was thinking of doing when he was telling them he’ll get them out safely was he gonna turn himself in?#bc god i will 100% believe it if he sacrificed himself and went back to that hellhole if it meant they could live#novel hinted he likely wouldve died if he'd stayed on the train#having marinated in this for a while i sometimes wonder which is the better ending bw novel & show god i can write a whole essay about this
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neuvillette's lore is actually insane. we all took one look at him and went "haha dragon🫵" but i significantly underestimated how big of a role he would play. he's the incarnation of the original hydro sovereign. he took back his rule right under the heavenly principles' nose. he's the one handing out hydro visions now (not even because he has to, he doesn't, he just grew so fond of humanity that he chooses to). he gave away the hydro gnosis bc he straight up doesn't need it. he's planning to DETHRONE ALL OF THE ARCHONS (in a few hundred years, when the traveler's not around to see it, so it won't be awkward for them). he's kind and soft-spoken. he's full of vengeful rage. he's a father to hundreds. he found his purpose after feeling lost for 500 years. skirk pulled him aside for a super-secret convo and when he saw us again he immediately spilled the tea. as far as i can tell, he spawned into existence fully formed. no other character can fucking compare
#neuvillette#genshin impact#4.2#genshin spoilers#aphelion.txt#SORRY BUT I FINALLY FINISHED THE AQs TODAY AND IM IN MY FUCKING FEELS#by all rights he should've hated focalors- the thief of the hydro sovereignty- the most.#he cried when she sacrificed herself in front of him.#he is so gentle. i think he does feel genuine indignance and anger over what happened to the dragons#but he mostly talks about the eventual judgment as if it's something he must do out of obligation and duty#i loved him in 4.0 but he honestly shot up the ranks now to being one of my favorite genshin characters of all time#i'm still in awe at how he and focalors completely defied the heavenly principles and WON.#barring some big plot twist in future updates they fucking WON.#any victory against the heavenly principles that we've seen in the story so far has been pyrrhic at best#this is the sort of thing i'd think would usually cause them to nuke fontaine with a heavenly needle#(lol that would be a devastating one-off fanfic for someone to write)#but anyway focalors most bamf god of teyvat fr#and neuvi her accomplice my special guy
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growing up and radicalizing urself then going back to watch ur old favorite pieces of media and realizing you were siding with the true villains the whole time is wild
#so much propaganda#im talking about bbc merlin#when i watched it initially i adored merlin and despised morgana#maturing is realizing she was right#now im like so annoyed how the story played out#idc that merlin loved arthur so much he sacrificed his own people including himself blah blah blah#SHUDDUP#HE SIDED WITH HIS OPPRESSORS#MORGANA STARTED A REVOLUTION#SHE WAS RIGHTTTTTTT#dont get me wrong i still love merlin but GOD did he fuck himself over#i guess thats the whole point of a tradgedy or whatever#doomed from the start#but idc#he shouldve done fucking something#for a man who supposedly doesnt care for titles or status#he really couldnt handle going against a monarch#i wish he wouldve like at least raised a hidden kindom or sactuary for all magic users to go to hide from uthers rage#save ur fucking people dude#OOOOO IM GETTING ANNOYED JUST WRITING THIS OUT#POST FUCKING CANCELED
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i'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free. // @unheald ( daniel ) //
brows comes together-- intensity in those vibrant eyes and a kind of hurt that runs through armand. is that all daniel saw this as? some great, wasted time? as if... as if it were all for nothing? all those years, a pointless endeavour? as if they hadn't been some of the best, some of the most alive he'd ever felt?
maybe it was true. maybe, after all, armand had truly only been the drug of choice of the addict. maybe... it was never truly love, but a means to get what daniel craved above all else.
jaw trembles with the weight of it all, and armand curses the tears that slip from his eyes as he looks at daniel. looks at him and knows... this was it. this would be the final time...
"for free, was it? what, as if this were some mediocre, cheap love affair?" he laughs-- laughs a bitter and terrible sound. advances on daniel as he does with that look-- what was it louis had called it? half blank, half apocalyptic. he never once imagined looking at daniel like this. "as if there were never a cost for me, for you either. as if--"
cuts himself off, heart hammering inside his chest like some great, ugly, wild beast. teeth are grit and armand... knows. he knows what has to come next. knows that... there would be no way for daniel to find a life after this if he did not...
"do come closer, love. let me erase the mistake."
#hey so SO LONG LONDON ON REPEAT ME SCREAMING SOBBING WRITING THIS--#/MY FRIENDS SAID IT ISN'T RIGHT TO BE SCARED EVERY DAY OF THE LOVE AFFAIR/#/EVERY BREATH FEELS LIKE RAREST AIR WHEN YOU'RE NOT SURE IF HE WANTS TO BE THERE/#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#/YOU SWORE THAT YOU LOVED ME BUT WHERE WERE THE CLUES? I DIED ON THE ALTER WAITING FOR THE PROOF/#/YOU SACRIFICED US TO THE GODS OF YOUR BLUEST DAYS--/#OH IM SOOOOOOO NOT FINE--#unheald#yes this came from multi askbox from when he was there so <33#✞ — answered. // ask replies.
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I'm being punished by the gods
So i must be a heretic
Oh I'm their favourite plaything
Their wonderful dartboard
A stress ball to squeeze the life from
I exist as a sacrificial lamb
Worthless unless I'm punished
For the misdeeds of others
I have been searching so long
Trying to avoid the fire
I’m so tired of looking for a messiah
Finding a saviour to free me from the sky
I'm tired of threats of burning in eternal fire
I just want someone the cleanse me
I want someone to cleanse me
To free me, to hold me
Someone to treat me unlike a plaything for holy
#writers and poets#poetry#original poem#poem#writing#writers on tumblr#i hope u like it#poets on tumblr#original writing#creative writing#poetsandwriters#poems and poetry#original poetry#religious imagery#religious trauma#sacrifice#sacrifical lamb#i hate it here#saviour#god#goddess#poems on tumblr#ghost
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how to feel excited about my own projects again
#writeblr#i need more passion more passion more energy more energy#no but fr#i'm motivated for half an hour every three months#and then i fall back into this passionless state#it's been three years like at some point creativity and motivation have to return?#why not now?#i have four more weeks of no uni#but i'd rather scroll through instagram reels than write?#(i tried the no social media route it didn't help)#it's just with 5 senses i have no clue what should happen in that fourth arc#taoki is too difficult to write#itlot feels meh#and project 4 is nice but also a bit meh#everything feels a bit meh#then i think maybe i am not made for big projects#maybe reading and writing defined a big part of my life but the phase has ended#maybe it will return when i am sixty#and i should try a different hobby then#and sure i can go 'but every word is progress' but that's just fucking exhausting#i could write 5k a day some years ago and feel good about it and now every sentence feels like i am sacrificing my liver#and that's not a fun feeling#and if writing is supposed to be a fun hobby but writing feels like a god's punishment then why am i even doing it you know#maybe i just miss community and stuff. maybe i just need some positive social reinforcement#but guess what i need to do to get that#exactly.#rant#rie rambles#or smth
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dao ultimate sacrifice yayyyy dao morrigan dark ritual yayyyy we need dragon age to get back to interesting ending choices btw .
#like useless suicidal heroics interesting ! shifting all the sentience of an old god into a prospective child interesting ! idk the follow#up esp w kieran could be much better but they were fascinating writing choices to me personally esp when u consider morrigan grapplingg with#her personhood and being free of her mother but ultimately unable to fully escape that self sacrifice esp if she comes to care for the#warden as their own person ….#like u ‘kill’ ur mom u want to believe ur free from the life she groomed u into and yet . u cant bear to watch ur friend die when u have a#way to avoid it even if that means sacrificing so much of urself . anyway morrigan i love u
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sibling and i just Actually finished totk and the urge to write a longfic has never been stronger
#love totk. god i wish so much of it was different#starting by making yona the sage of water yeah that's right yona haters die mad about it#and also replace rauru and sonia with the first hero and with hylia as per my remix lore 🫶#i have never and will never be able to let go of thay train of thought#i havr been struggling for a name for the first hero... but if i truly want a remix... i could name him rauru....#but idk. i wrote a bunch of notes on how to make the imprisoning war that happens in totk work within the lore#withour sacrificing ss as the start of the timeline... i gotta read through it again#i love those novelisation of video game fics#so i'm thinking what if i did that too......#pia writes fanfic
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Legion's death scene makes me sob like a fucking baby every time
The singular first person pronoun? Calling her just "Tali" and not "Creator Tali'Zorah"? The light colours flickering? "KEELAH SE'LAI"????
I just barely manage to get it together and then we get the double whammy of "it will be honoured" and Tali calling Legion a friend and mourning it? I AM FUCKING OBLITERATED
#am i insufficiently kinglike?#and the prime afterwards#'it sacrificed itself to give us intelligence. it will be honoured.' I'M GONNA CHEW GLASS#mass effect#me3#I'm gonna end up writing more Scholar stuff just to cope with my Geth feelings#the Quarians and the Geth moving forward together as peoples#gods#the hope of it all!!!#using it here BC that's how other Geth refer to it#him is a human projection
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Yknow something that gets me abt certain fanon depictions of kai is that he’s portrayed with no sense of self preservation, as if he’s self sacrificing and burned out, and I think I dislike it bc it feels like the opposite of his character most of the time.
Yeah some of the actions he takes are harmful to himself in some way, but it’s never intended to, they were ways of coping and making himself feel better.
Like the green ninja plot, he is insecure in his place, so he strives for the highest title to make him feel better.
The red shogun isn’t him beating himself up and not caring about his own well being. He was winning fights, fully engaging in the job, taking his frustration out on others and drinking away his issues, and yeah there’s self loathing in that, but there’s also him trying to make himself feel better, to redirect hurt away from himself.
Him prematurely concluding his parents were the bad guys in s7, is (imo) his way of rationalising his mixed feelings, in order to keep himself okay.
He’s not a reckless war machine who throws himself into battle with no hesitation, he tries to keep himself safe.
Kai is self-prioritised and yknow I think people in general really demonise that kinda of trait both in fiction and irl and that’s actually kind of harmful. The self sacrificial trait is so grossly over romanticised and idk it’s a breathe of fresh air when you see a character who doesn’t start out that way or end that way. Like nothing wrong with that trait being written, it’s just like sometimes it feels like people are only allowed to prioritise themselves if they previously have no sense of self care, bc then it’s seen as a healthy improvement. But in any other case, it means you’re selfish and that’s a bad thing apparently.
Like no. Being selfish and loving yourself and thinking you are hot shit and the smartest person alive and prioritising things that make you happy. None of that makes you evil or morally wrong. If in attempts to meet your needs you try to hurt someone else, or end up hurting yourself, then the action you took was bad but the intent isn’t! Fuck the media that finds people loving themselves as immorally wrong! Fuck it! It is not sexy to hate yourself actually.
I want more fanon Kais indulge in activities that make him happy, Kais that make bad decisions in trying to protect himself and Kais that have good coping mechanisms because he’s still trying to protect himself he’s just found better ways of doing it.
Bc it’s canon and it feels like it gets erased a bit because people somehow don’t find self love appealing unless the character was self hating first.
#tangibly related but the people who think that kai sacrificed everything often forget that Nya#every fucking season she is sacrificing and giving up shit#like she is right there#she’s not AS bad either but like she does so much for the sake of others yknow#can someone#someone write a fic#where kai teaches Nya to have more self preservation and to not get flung about by others needs#pls#anyways half way through this post I realised I have So Many Issues TM#Like oh god#the whole ‘I don’t matter! my only purpose is to be there for my friends’ fucked me up so hard that like to this day#i cannot see when someone crossed multiple boundaries that they probably shouldn’t#because my brain is lazer focused on trying to be convenient to them#like oh man#im traumatised#and Ik there’s definitely so many of you on tumblr who are probably the same#because we live in a capitalist society where the walls subtly remind you that you must be convenient#and so many of you are queer and used to having to repress your identity for other people’s comfort#and so many of you are neurodivergant/disabled and are told every day that meeting your needs are inconvenient for everyone else#BUT THIS IS WHY WE SHOULD BE PROUD OF BEING SELFISH AND LOVING OURSELVES#BECAUSE ITS HARD SOMETIMES AND THE FACT THAT WE CAN FIND LOVE FOR OURSELVES IS SUCH AN AMAZING SKILL#AHHHHH#sorry for cutting so deep into this#i need a therapist maybe#ninjago#Ninjago kai#ninjago analysis
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i’ve said it once, i’ve said it twice, i’ll say it a million times — writing willow and eddie will always feel like coming home to me. i know eddie x oc isn’t popular but- god, these idiots are so near and dear to my heart.
#i had to reread chapter 21 of shire for the scene i’m writing and i just#they were just babies#their early interactions will always get to me#eddie making jokes about sacrificing people in the woods?? subtly trying to remind willow of his reputation??#willow not even so much as flinching and going on to show just how comfortable she had grown so quickly with him????#the way she trusted him so ardently???#the way he always saw bravery in her and had unwavering faith in her??#god#sometimes when i reread it i can’t fathom that *I* wrote this shit#the metaphor of her running right into the water being her running right into the relationship with eddie???#IDK WHO WROTE THIS BUT IT CERTAINLY COULDNT HAVE BEEN ME WHAT THE FUCK#ITD BE AN HONOR MISS JENKINS WHAT THE FUCK#THEIR ALMOST KISS WAAAHHH#‘don’t die on me’ hehehehe#aw no it’d be a shame if he ever had to say that in a serious context#psh no it wasn’t foreshadowing on my part ever who would do that#a monster that’s who#wow those of you that read my tags are gonna have a fuckin field day my bad#mordor#hailey shut up#hailey talks too much
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thing that id do if i wasn't lazy: raptor red-inspired fanfic about hunter's life prior to meeting NSH, to the events of its campaign and its eventual fate
titled Slugcat Red of course
#text#rain world#rw hunter#biggest thing holding me back is that i can't pull off writing xenofiction even though it fascinates me#even if those are alien part-artificial critters from a world that plays by different rules than ours#the general fandom belief is that hunter was NSH-made but there's nothing really indicating that at least in vanilla#i think hunter being a wild slug that got specifically scouted out for the mission is more interesting#i also believe the Illness is a result of NSH fucking up giving the mark due to eroded equipment#it had its own life and it was sacrificed in the name of the gods' greater purposes#might as well do something noble with what little time there is left
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ahhhhhh i remember why i dont read comics & books and watch movies as much as I should. Because they make me lose it
#i get suddenly hit with a tsunami of inspiration and an urgency to Make Something#but the urgency isn't about the process of making it's about I Have Stories To Present Too. I have to See Them Realized.#and that hit of urgency is obviously far too short lived to make anything. esp since it comes in a set with a feeling of 'wow this-#-thing was so great' that transforms into intensified perfectionism of No No What Im Doing Here Isnt Good. What Is This. Disgrace-#-to my idea AND to what inspired it AND to my self proclaimed status as an amateur storyteller#which turns into artblock. so like low chances that ill even get a singular good drawing made during this#and the multiple comic or script or whatever ideas that appear in my head during this are out of the question entirely#oh and all of this appears next to the normal feelings caused by a good story like attachment to the characters and having to process it-#-for a while and if its very good then even sometimes rarely i get the need to make fanart#so all of this combined just leads to me not being able to do anything for a while and feeling awful about it.#fun./sar#i wish i was a normal artist people here are so resilient and do stuff even though they dont want to or they DO want to#because idk they enjoy being pissed bcs of a thing not turning out right and they dont mind how tedious it can get-#-and they enjoy sacrificing hours&days&months of their lives without a guarantee that anyone will appreciate it accordingly and itll pay of#its probably the resilience though#im weak like a dried twig both mentally and physically#this sounds like i never enjoyed drawing&writing ever. and to clarify thats far from true. i frequently enjoy it#just never frequently enough and consistently enough to actually make something more 'worthwhile' or linear#it's like a wind that comes & goes that i have no control over.#i try to keep telling myself that in the past i struggled to make anything 'bigger'....& know i even made animatic shitposts#this sounds so stupid god. an animatic shitpost being an achievement.#its not an art skill achievement its a fighting tooth and nail with my own self to actually finish it because its a struggle almost every-#-time achievement#what im saying is im trying to tell myself that i already improved. im doing more than i could have done in the past.#even if the process is so slow and i dont know when ill advance again#if ill advance again. i just gotta believe i guess? thank u parappa
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what happened in your first bg3 playthrough that made it a sad ending?
after an entire game where i kept asking gale to drop the ascension to godhood with the crown of karsus he immediately told my tav to fuck off, broke up with them, took the crown of karsus, and became the worst version of himself for all eternity 😔
i looked it up afterwards and apparently it doesn't matter how many times you successfully persuade him and tell him that becoming a god isn't the move if you don't convince him first to ask mystra for forgiveness?? either that or my game was bugged 😔😔😔
still, i crafted a bittersweet ending for my tav where after a few years of heartbreak, adventuring around with shadowheart, and spending time with the rest of the gang in/near baldur's gate my tav ends up reconnecting with halsin and deciding to retire and help take care of the kids halsin's adopted..... perhaps even find love again...... and occasionally thinking on the good man who died so a god could rise..............🥹🥹🥹
#ask#anon#liveblogging baldur's gate#baldur's gate spoilers#bg3 spoilers#i think a lot about that epilogue#asking god gale what he does for his followers#and getting the response: ''absolutely nothing''#like he just became the worst version of himself........ sacrificing his humanity in order to achieve ultimate power..................#i think for a long while my tav (who was a bard) paints a bunch of portraits of gale when he was a human (undisplayed)#writes their love story (unpublished)#and composes songs (unplayed)#and my bard tav's an elf too so there will be many long centuries to live watching how the god grows#until eventually letting go of the ghost of a man that few can even recall........ 😭#THE TRAGEDY OF THEIR ALMOST.........
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Like Flicking a Switch
@whumptember day 11: "One last favor, then I'll leave you alone", knife, sacrificing themself
Masterpost
Content: mentions of gore and lab whump, implied murder, royal whumper, nonhuman/vampire/satyr whumpee, feral caretaker (not really caretaker rn but w/e), heavy dehumanization (calling caretaker "it"), forced self-harm
Thought it'd be fun to show exactly when Ziri's and Janessa's dynamic changed, since he wasn't always so meek around her~
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"M-m'lady, does— does 'Ziri' mean anything?"
Janessa sharply looks up from her work, staring down the poor schmuck who drew the short straw and had to confront her. She speaks in a dangerously tense voice.
"Why do you ask?"
"We— well, it's just the, uh— that new fusion, right? The sea elf and the dragon— drake, I mean—"
She flares her nostrils, and the schmuck's heart skips a few beats.
"S-sorry, m'lady. Whatever it is, it keeps— it keeps yelling "Ziri" over and over. They say it's been doing that since day one."
"They?" She stands up. "Who, exactly, knows about this?"
"I don't— I don't know for sure, m'lady. It's just been circling around."
She slams her hands on the table. "This has been going on for nearly a week now, and instead of coming straight to me, all you pathetic shits have done is gossip amongst yourselves?!"
They shakily step back as she steps towards them.
"I— I didn't know, m'lady. Not until yester—"
"Then why didn't you tell me yesterday?!"
"I'm s— I'm sorry, m'lady. I'm so sorry. I didn't— no one knew it was so important. I'm sure if— well, I would have told you straight away if I'd known."
Janessa pinches the bridge of her nose. She's going to have to wipe so many memories before this gets out of hand. And she'll have to do it again and again if she doesn't put a stop to this. But if she just silences that thing, or bans access to it, it'll raise questions, and apparently rumors will spread before she's made aware, and... ugh.
She may as well just kill it. It's served its purpose.
"Stay here. Breathe a word and you'll be demoted."
"Y-yes, m'lady." Unable to handle the tension, the poor schmuck makes the poor decision to flash Janessa an uneasy, joking smile. "But— but with all due respect, m'lady, I'm an unpaid intern. What position could I possibly be demoted to?"
She turns to glare at them, and they're suddenly stricken with a deep, DEEP regret.
"Horizontal and six feet under."
With a huff, Janessa finally slams the door behind her. She'll have someone clean up that mess later.
As she storms towards the fusion's cell, she figures she may as well get a little fun out of this.
"Ziri~ Guess what~"
No response. She rolls her eyes and makes the telepathy louder.
"ZIRI!"
After a few seconds, she barely manages to make out a quiet moan in her head.
"Guess what~"
No response again. She shakes the gem.
"...mhhhhh..."
"We're not done with your sibling yet~!" She smugly emphasizes the singularity of the word.
No response.
"Aren't you excited to see what horrible things will happen to it next, Ziri?"
No response. She sighs. Today just isn't her day, is it?
"Spoiler alert: I'm going to kill it."
No response. She shakes the gem more violently.
"Are you listening to me?"
"..........mhm."
"I'm going to slowly torture it to death and make you watch."
"mhm."
"It's going to be even worse than the initial fusion."
"mm."
This is getting more annoying than that idiot intern.
"If you say a full sentence I'll consider making it quicker."
No response.
"A word. Can you manage one single word with your broken fucking brain?"
Nothing.
If Ziri's going to be like this, is it even worth bothering to make a scene of the fusion's death? Janessa has better things to do if this won't be any fun.
Just before the door of its cell, she pauses. She has the fusion of his siblings, something that should get to him more than anything, in the palm of her hand. It'd be such a wasted opportunity to throw it away...
Suddenly, an idea strikes her. A genius idea.
With renewed vigor, she thrusts the door open. She's immediately bombarded with broken cries of "Ziri!" as she was informed.
As soon as the fusion sees her, however, it interrupts itself with a roar, angrily straining towards her with no regard for the manacles digging into its flesh.
"Tsk, tsk," she chides. "To think, you were once a great leader. Well, half of you, anyway. Powerful... Strategic... Respected..." She smirks. "Almost not a complete failure..."
It snarls at her as she takes a step towards it.
"And now you've been reduced to this. Helpless. Brainless. Ridiculous. Nothing but blabbering monster only capable of pitifully crying for its brother, lashing out with all the strategy of a rabid dog. Truly pathetic."
As she slowly approaches the fusion, it slowly backs away from her. If she didn't know better, she'd think it was afraid. But she can clearly see its arms at the ready, gradually less restricted as it nears the base of its chains.
"That said... the headache you've caused me could almost be considered clever. Deliberate, at least. Did Chaos leave more braincells intact than I thought? Or are you really just that sad, crying out for him as if he'll appear out of thin air?"
With a low growl, it raises an arm, claws crackling with electricity. Janessa takes one more step forward, noting that she's just about within range of an attack.
"Well, ask and you shall receive."
At the last second, she steps away and summons Ziri in her place, snickering as he takes the blow with a startled yelp. That ought to get his attention.
With a weak groan, he half-heartedly tries to push himself off the ground, his electrified muscles eagerly working against his efforts. He doesn't get the chance to make much progress before the fusion launches itself at him, squeezing him tightly with every limb it can control enough to wrap around him.
His exhausted expression doesn't betray his mental state nearly so much as the garden on his horns, every plant almost entirely dead. She watches them come to life ever so slightly as he stares at the fusion, then looks to her with confusion. When he finally speaks, his voice is painfully hoarse from disuse.
"What—" He hisses through his teeth as the fusion shifts, pressing its bloody skin against the charred laceration on his face where scales once were. "What are you doing?"
"There you go! See? It wasn't so hard to use your words."
He rolls his eyes.
"I suppose I've just had a change of heart. People can change, you know."
He lets out a tired sigh, the sparse life in his garden already withering away, and hollowly whispers, "Just... get on with it. I have an appointment with the floor to get back to."
"I'm sure the floor will understand. A surprise roommate sounds like an excusable absence, don't you think?"
"A sur..." He blinks. "What?"
"Well, it's not worth the trouble keeping it out here, and I don't really care enough to kill it, so you're stuck with it now. Let it be a reminder that your actions have consequences. Aside from that, I couldn't care less what you do with it."
"You're... you're letting me..."
His fruitless search for words is soon cut off by a sob, his flowers gradually coming back to life as he lets it all out, to Janessa's relief. That much of her plan is working, at least.
Once she binds the fusion to the gem, she dismisses it, leaving only herself and Ziri in the cell. She makes a show of dusting her hands off, not bothering to hide her excitement.
With an unsteady breath, he narrows his watery eyes with her.
"What's the catch?"
"Whatever could you mean?" She smiles innocently. "Can't I just do good things for you out of the kindness of my heart?"
A bitter snort escapes him. "Oh, there's definitely a catch, then."
He tries to stand again, but she waggles her finger.
"Ah-ah-ah. Stay down."
He sneers at her and continues standing up. Effortlessly, she jerks his denim lead downwards, and the strength of the movement is magnified enough to send him crashing into the floor.
"Stay down. Unless, of course... you want me to take your sibling back."
Uncomfortably rubbing his throat, he shoots her a wary glare.
"...You wouldn't. I'd get sad again. That's why you let me have them, right? So I'd feel better and have more entertaining reactions to your BS?"
"I never said I'd take it back permanently. I'd just... borrow it for a little bit. Have some fun. And then I'd return it. But if you don't like what some stupid, tired slime did to it for science..."
Ziri scoffs at the word.
"...Then you're going to hate what I'll do to it in my right mind for fun. You don't want to see what that entails, do you?"
He lets out a long, angry hiss, and finally mutters, "...No."
"What was that? I think you forgot a certain title I'm to be addressed with."
It's the moment of truth. Ziri glares at her with a seething rage. Janessa returns his gaze with a grin.
"...No..." He grits his teeth. "...m'lady."
Her grin widens.
"Never thought I'd see the day."
He sneers at her again, but to her delight, it isn't enough to mask his growing unease.
"Now, then. Elbows and knees, face on the floor." She snickers at his indignant expression. "See why I told you to stay down? I'm just so thoughtful that I wanted to make this easier for you."
"Easier," Ziri grumbles.
"Oh, did you forget the response to a command too?"
He forces himself to growl, "...Yes... m'lady."
Oh, the sight of him prostrating himself for her is glorious.
She plants her boot on his head with a satisfied laugh, and she makes sure to leave it there for a while, waiting until the tension is thick enough to cut with her dagger before finally addressing him.
"Let me make myself perfectly clear. I will allow you to keep your sibling, heal it, and help it however you please, and it will remain safe and unharmed so long as you remain obedient."
She shifts more of her weight onto his head, eliciting a whispered moan of pain.
"Should you disobey me, however, I will have no qualms about making it pay however I feel appropriate." Her voice lowers bitterly, and she has just enough self control to keep from outright stomping on him. "Such payment will be exponentially increased if you pull a stunt like that coup ever again. Understood?"
Ziri takes a deep, shaky breath. "Understood... m'lady."
"Excellent."
She lifts her foot. She can almost see him consider getting up, just the slightest little twitch of movement, but he stays put.
Excellent, indeed.
"As much as I'd love to keep playing with this new development, thanks to your idiot sibling, I have some memories to erase. Perhaps we'll continue afterwards. I may need to destress after such a ruckus, and come to think of it, I just so happen to have some blood I need help cleaning up. Sound good?"
"What the ju— je— what in the fresh flowery fields do you think the answer to that is?!"
"I think it's two itty bitty words."
After pounding the floor a while, he finally manages to vocalize something other than barely-stifled screams of frustration. "Yes. M'lady."
She drags him to his hooves with the lead and gleefully pinches his cheek. "Look at you, you're already getting the hang of it!"
"Fantastic. M'lady."
Peeved, he starts to shove himself away, but she jerks him back towards her.
"Oh, no, no, you don't get to do that anymore. Put your arms down."
Something even more fun than anger begins to stir as he obeys her, his hand clenched into a trembling fist. He hastily mutters, "yes, m'lady," before she reminds him.
"There you go~" She pinches his cheek again, more forcefully this time, and grins when he grits his teeth and lets her. "Oh, this is going to be fun."
They lock eyes for a moment, just long enough for her to watch his defiance melt into pure, delicious fear.
"Don't you—" His voice cracks most amusingly. "Don't you have to go... erase those memories now? M'lady?"
"I do..." Her hand travels to his hair, her fingers idly tangling in the curls as he stands perfectly, powerlessly still. "Oh, but rumors have already been spreading for days now. What's a few more minutes spent cooling off first, hm?"
"P... please. Please give me some time to... to process this. M'lady. It's— it's a huge change to take in. Please."
"Hmmm..." She curls her fingers into a fist and pulls him closer to her, giggling as he does nothing but whimper, before she finally lets go. "I'll take it easy on you this time. One last thing, and I'll leave you be."
"I-I appreciate it, m'lad— EEEEE!" Ziri shrieks and reels backwards as she whips out her iron dagger.
"Cut yourself."
He looks like he'd be pale as a ghost if he had blood to lose. Trembling, he chokes out, "With— with that? M'lady?"
"Yes."
"I-I've, uh— I've changed my mind, m'lady."
"Too late~" She holds it further out to him, laughing as he flinches back. "Take it."
"...Y— yes, m'lady." Slowly, he reaches his shaky hand towards the dagger and gingerly grabs it by the handle, nearly dropping it when Janessa lets go.
"Choose a spot. Anywhere will do."
"Y-yes... m'lady..." He frantically looks over his body, and eventually positions the blade above his left forearm.
"And give yourself a little slice. A prick, even. I just want to see you break the skin."
"Yes..."
He grits his teeth.
"...Yes..."
He squeezes his eyes shut.
"......Yes......"
He tenses up, willing himself to move.
"...I can't. I can't do it. Please. I—"
"Pity. I wasn't expecting to have to borrow your sibling so soon. What do you think would be the most fun punishment to inflict for your first failure?"
"Please..."
"I could turn it inside out, perhaps."
"Please..."
She smirks as tears streak down his face.
"I could unfuse it too. I could do more than unfuse it, in fact. I could take it apart bit by bit and leave its consciousness in every single—"
A piercing scream rings out.
"...Holy shit."
With a breathless laugh, she watches him panic over the dagger impaling his arm.
He desperately claws at it until it eventually falls out, too frantic to think clearly. Terrified even by how it bounces slightly towards him, he clumsily scrambles away, clutching his arm tightly.
All she can do for a moment is stare, unable to believe her eyes.
"You really will do anything for me, won't you?"
He wordlessly stares up at her, his wide eyes filled with the terror of a cornered animal.
"Say, 'yes, m'lady.'"
"Y-yes, m'lady," he whispers.
Oh, the power she wields.
"Please— please. I did it. Please send me back. Please."
"M'lady."
"M-m'lady. Please, m'lady. Please."
She eyes him a while longer, almost intoxicated by the sight.
Her favorite little toy is finally acting the part, and it's every bit worth the wait.
"Heal yourself. We're coming back to this as soon as I've taken care of those memories, and I don't want any of that iron getting in my way." Her smile grows just thinking about it. "I am not done with you yet."
He lets out the most pathetic little whine she's ever heard, and she can't help but laugh giddily as she dismisses him.
#god i wrote the draft for this like a year ago and i still love-#“i have an appointment with the floor to get back to” “i'm sure the floor will understand”#i don't know just the ridiculousness of it?? the snark?? the fact that janessa plays along??#augh whatever it is it's one of my favorite lines i've ever written#whumptember2024#day 11: one last favor then i'll leave you alone#day 11: knife#day 11: sacrificing themself#kinda? i think it counts. sacrificing his dignity for sure#whump#whump writing#snakelet#mine#nonhuman whumpee#vampire whumpee#nonhuman caretaker#possessive whumper#intimate whumper#dehumanization#tw self harm#i'm not sure if the self harm in itself is bad enough that it needs to be tagged given that it was a command but.#the fact that “cut yourself” was the best way I could think of to phrase the command means it's probably best to play it safe
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